POCAHONTAS 



Uncle Sam's Godmother 

Ministering to 

"The Cradle of the Republic*' 



A Play-Cinema by Leon F. Imbert 



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POCAHONTAS 

A PLAY— CINEMA 

FOUNDED UPON THE MOST RELIABLE 

HISTORIC AUTHORITIES OF THE 

FIRST ENGLISH SETTLERS 

IN AMERICA 

B^ Leon F. Imbert 




COPYRIGHT, 1920, BY LEON F. IMBERT 



NEWPORT NEWS, VA. 
NEWPORT NEWS PRINTING COMPANY, Inc. 



'Cl.C 5 5 039 






JUL 15 1920 



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DESCRIPTION OF THE PRINCIPAL 
CHARACTERS 



Pocahontas, a girl of thirteen when she first meets the 
English, is twenty-three years old at her death. "She dresses 
in doe's skin and wears a white feather in her hair — a sign of 
royalty" — up to her wedding, when she discards forever the 
Indian attire for the European dress. 

An ingenuous and supremely humane Indian girl of ap- 
pearances far above the average of her race. 

Captain John Smith, a typical soldier-adventurer of his 
time, about thirty years old, never departs from righteous 
aims. His scientific knowledge and administrative ability as 
well as his undauntable bravery are always prompted to the 
service of others. In turn, jovial and stern. 

John Rolfe, a planter. 

Marshall Dale, a civilian soldierly administrator. 

Capt. Newport, a courtly naval officer. 

Capt. Argall, a rough and ready mariner. 

Todkill, a genial gentleman. 

Ratcliffe, a crafty weakling. 

Powhatan and Opechancanough are cunning Indian kings 
of fifty to sixty years of age. 

All Indian men dress their hair in crescent shape. 



POCAHONTAS 

FIRST PERIOD 
SCENE I 

Time: Christmas Eve, 1607. 
Place : Virginia, U. S. A. 

The curtain rises upon a ivintry landscape. Brownish 
marshweeds border the blue windings of the Chickahominy 
River, ivhich forms a swamp at the left corner. Trees on 
both the sides. No personage in sight, but Indian howlings, 
heard before the curtain began rising, increase in intensity as 
it goes up. Arrows fly across the stage from right to left. 
Captain Smith enters from the right, he steps backward, be- 
ing pursued, and holds an Indian captive. 

Smith. — The Turks did not get my skin, and you blood- 
thirsty savages shall pay a telling price for it. (He presses 
the muzzle of his pistol upon the breast of the Indian, and 
speaks totvard the right). Let fly one more arrow and this 
brother of yours goes to Hades ! 

Arrows stop flying, but a number of Indians appear in 
pursuit. Smith backs down toward the sivamp, and, uncon- 
sciously, sinks knee deep into it. The Indians give vent to 
sarcastic hilarity. Opechancanough comes in. 

Opechancanough (proudly) .—Merry Christmas, Captain 
Smith. 

Smith (aside). — What a sanguinary blasphemy! (After 
ascertaining his hopeless predicament he releases the Indian, 
and throivs the pistol at Opechancanough' s feet). To God's 
will! 

Opechancanough picks up the pistol and fearfully exam- 
ines it; while a feiu men seize Smith and tie him up to a tree. 
Bowsmen post themselves ready to let fly. Smith looks re- 
signedly upon the sinister display. Suddenly his composure 
brighteyis as he draivs a compass from his pocket. 

Opechancanough (approaching). — A Christmas gift for 
me? 

Smith. — A gift from science, for man's guidance. 

Opechancanough. — Gui-dance ? 

Smith. — It is named compass. An unfaltering friend of 
the adventurer, whom it directs through the obstacles of the 
unknown. It settle disputes about the courses upon the seas. 



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And by its needle constantly pointing to the north, we know 
that a vessel sailing east or west glides upon a circle, hence: 
the Earth is proven to be round. 

Opechancanough rubs his finger on the compass, but 
grows perplexed tvith aioe. 

Smith. — No, you cannot touch the needle. Another gift 
from science — glass — prevents you doing so. These and other 
marvels we intended to bring here in the hope that you might 
gain through them the limitless comforts of science. 

Opechancanough. — Sci-ence ? 

Smith. — Yes, science : the civilizing element par excel- 
lence. 

Opechancanough (ordering his men). — Nemarough ke- 
kugh netoppew. 

Smith is set free. He sits on the ground bandaging his 
ivounded leg with a handkerchief. 

Smith. — You spilled some of my blood; drink all I have 
left if you wish. There is plenty more in England for ven- 
geance. 

The Indians offer food to Smith. 

Smith (aside). — The cannibals "would fatten me." 

Night is falling and the crescent moon rises in the horizon. 

Opechancanough (pointing at the moon) . — Nepawe- 
shoghs. 

Smith. — That goes for moon, I understand. 

Opechancanough. — Moon — Nepaweshoghs, yes, moon. 

Smith (rising). — Mother Earth's satellite. 

Opechancanough. — Sat-lit ? 

Several men, gesticulating at the moon, essay to pronounce 
in turn: Sad-lit, sart-lit, sen-lit, etc. 

Smith. — A bright little companion the Earth chaperones 
along upon her perpetual journey around the sun. The little 
sport, undoubtedly enjoying the chaperonship, frolicsomely 
pulls her tides up and down. And that is the reason why the 
moon rises one hour late every night. She allowed us to peep 
into many secrets of her beautiful little self; but she won't 
show why the dogs bay at her like lunatics : principally when 
full. 

Opechancanough. — Is she full tonight? 

Smith. — No, we call that shape a crescent. 

Opechancanough. — Why she crescents for? 

Smith. — Because less than half her sphere, then, reflects 
the sun's rays. 

Opechancanough. — How the moon sees the earth then? 

Smith. — Just in the opposite phases. As if in a sense of 



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rivalry. And, here, is where the celestial beauties exhibit the 
same coquetry as our earthly ones. They persistently strive 
to outdo each other. The earth — is she in the radiancy of 
fullness? The moon jealously hastens between the sunbeams, 
and, privily, exchanges her old crescent for a sparkling new 
one. 

Opechancanough. — In what shape would I see the earth, 
were I the crescent moon? 

Smith. — Full, or nearly so. 

Opechancanough. — At last! the full moon is clearing to 
my mind. But the crescent has its points still too sharp for 
me. 

Smith. — Can't you figure out a ball ? like — 

Opechancanough. — Yes, yes, but where the rest of the 
moon goes? 

Smith. — In the shadow, of course. 

Opechancanough. — Can't see no shadow. 

An Indian luith crescent shaped white hair comes in. 

SifYiith. — V/ait, I will make it plain for you {he signifies 
that Indiayi to come; the latter poses himself in the center, pro- 
filed to the audience). Figuratively, we have a ball in this 
man's head, take it for the moon. 

Opechancanough. — Can I ? 

Smith. — Figuratively, understand? The sunbeams, com- 
ing down from a little below the zenith, strike on the crest of 
the ball, therefore only a crescent shines out. See? The hair 
— the crescent ; the face — the rest of the moon in shadow. 

The Indian resents Smith's gesture and siviftly springs 
his how. Commotion among the men. 

Opechancanough (to his men). — Smith mawchick cham- 
may. 

Quietness is restored. 

Smith (reflectively). — How lamentable! Primitiveness 
always in contempt of wisdom. 

Opechancanough. — Captain Smith, we will give up scien- 
tific matters and go to Powhatan, at Werocomoco. 

Smith. — Truly, you will introduce me to the king of 
kings ? 

Opechancanough. — Yes, Powhatan needs some science. 
Smith. — Thanks, and at the same time Powhatan will see 
what a Christian looks like. 

Opechancanough. — On the way, my tribe, the Pamaun- 
keys, will feast you. 

Smith (aside). — Or feast on me. 



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Opechancanough (to his men). — Attawp attone, sparti- 
nere keraugh weroweme. 

Smith (aside). — Quite weird for Christmas Eve. 

The Indians form in a semi-circle on the left; two botvs- 
men precede Smith on the right; Opechancanough, flanked by 
two bowsmen, follows Smith. 

Opechancanough. — Spartinere. 

The procession moves out at the right. 

Smith (upon disappearing) . — Onward to Werocomoco. 

The screen curtain falls and the historical pictures are 
shown. 

SCENE II 
Time : January 2, 1608. 

The screen goes up disclosing the interior of Powhatan's 
wigwam, which covers the right half of the floor; the trunk of 
a big tree at right corner. The other half is a pine grove, al- 
lowing glimpses of York river. A fire burns in the center of 
the wigwam. Pocahontas and a row of girls sit on the floor 
around it. Potvhatan lies upon a couch made of skins, one 
girl sits at his head, another at his feet. Powhatan rises, 
comes up to the fire, picks a roasted fowl from the live coals 
and detaches a piece of it. 

Potvhatan (in conjuring attitude). — The first piece goes 
to the Okee. A poorly fed Okee is to be feared (he throws the 
piece into the fire and proceeds to eat the rest ivhile speaking) . 
My children, I, Powhatan, your king by the thunderings of the 
Okee, proclaim the English a dangerous tribe. Altogether too 
sagacious and too courageous for the destinies of my race to 
contend with. Allow them to settle in my domain and propa- 
gate their religion hereon and the Okee would discamp as a 
mere devil. 

The chiefs burst into plaintive howlings. 

Allow their industriousness to take root in this land of 
mine and soon our forests would be converted into ships to 
bring in more Englishmen ; into wigwams to shelter them ; into 
coffins to bury their bones in. And these game-haunted wil- 
dernesses be transformed into silly patches of beans, tobacco, 
and grapes for booze. 

Let us preserve our hunting grounds by hunting the Eng- 
lish first. Hunt till all of them sleep under these grounds. 
Extermination begins from now on! 

Terrific clamors and war dance. Powhatan gives ivhat 
is left of the fotvl to his chiefs. 



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Pocahontas (tvinding her arms around Rowhatan's neck). 
— Father ! Let him live ! 

Poivhatan {pushing her aside). — Go away! This is no 
business for kids. 

Several men seize Smith and, after a lusty struggle, force 
him flat on the ground, his head upon the stone. The man 
raises the club. 

Pocahontas (she leaps resolutely at Smith and lays her 
head upon his own). — Beat out my brains, too! into a better 
life. 

Poivhatan. — Pocahontas! Are you insane? 

Pocahontas. — The white man shall live ; or I shall die with 
him. 

Poivhatan. — You ! you, my dearest daughter, shall live ; the 
white man must die. 

Pocahontas. — Death is sweeter than to bear the thought 
of his murder. 

Poivhatan. — Your childish desire is impossible. 

Pocahontas. — Very possible if father loves his daughter. 

Poivhatan {after perplexed cogitation) . — Love wins. 

Smith is released. 

Smith (amazed, sits besides Pocahontas — to her) . — Are 
you my guardian angel? 

Pocahontas (smiling). — ^Only a little savage, Pocahontas 
is. 

Powhatan. — My daughter has renewed your life's lease. 
But I will hold you as a hostage till your people have given as- 
surance of their willingness to desist. 

Smith (rising). — Your suspicion will be cleared forth- 
with were I allowed to go to Jamestown. 

Powhatan. — Don't quibble with my plans. My daughter 
needs playthings, and I want you to show your handicraft at 
toymaking. The more clever your performance, the sooner 
your debt to her will be acquitted. 

Smith. — I shall make every sacrifice in the payment of 
that debt. 

Powhatan. — Make her happy and I will confer on you the 
first title of nobility America ever bestowed. Won't you be 
proud to hear my people addressing you as His Highness the 
Duke of Rappahannock? 

Pocahontas. — Oh, Father, why a title of nobility? Cap- 
tain Smith sounds so much better for the new America the 
white man prophesies. 

Smith. — The Princess has spoken my wishes. 

Powhatan (conteyitedly smiling at both). — Ah! ah! As 



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you choose, my children. Anyhow, Captain, a vast domain ex- 
tending from the York clear to the Rappahannock river will 
await your rule. 

Night is falling. 

Smith. — I thank Your Majesty. 

Powhatan. — Majesty? Call me father — my son. 

Smith. — It is too great an honor for a mere soldier like 
me. 

Powhatan. — It is our Indian custom. {Designating the 
ivigivam) . My son Smith will make my residence his own, and 
rest himself therein tonight. 

Smith. — Deeply obliged to you, father. 

Poiuhatan. — Good night, son. 

Smith. — Good night, father. 

All, except Smith, go out by the pines. Pocahontas re- 
luctantly obeys Powhatan ivho pushes her out. But befo7'e dis- 
appearing she casts an apprehensive glance to Smith, tvhich 
plunges the latter into a dazed reverie. 

Smith (alone, in amazed transports). — A soul! A pure 
white soul soaring above diabolical genesis ! "The Nonparella 
of Virginia." Pocahontas ! God bless you. 

For a luhile Smith wanders around in amazement, ivhen 
finally he reaches the stone. 

{Gradually recovering) Oh! I see clearer now — The old 
cuss' hospitality is a feint to get his daughter away — Almost 
human, one would think. {Searching his pockets). No use, 
they got my gun and everything. {Picking up the club) . This 
primeval tool might help some {he goes into the wigwam and 
sits on the couch). Another sleepless night! — After all, it is 
the law of adventure. 

Pocahontas {runs in and hastens to the wigivam, but she 
stumbles at the stone). — Ouch! 

Smith {ivolflike jumps at the door; hides at the entrance; 
raises the club, and addressing it). — You are my partner now. 
Give them some of their own medicine. 

Pocahontas {on reaching the door sees the club siuinging 
and avoids its stroke by dropping on the groiind) . — Smith ! It 
is me, Pocahontas. 

Smith. — Lord! was I to kill an angel? {He rushes to the 
girl and helps her up) . Pardon me, dear friend, I — 

Pocahontas. — Spare ceremony — time is pressing — here is 
your gun. 

Smith {suspiciously). — My gun in your hand? 

Pocahontas. — Uncle Opechancanough had it hidden in the 
canoe. Probably to keep it from father. 



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Smith. — In the canoe? 

Pocahontas. — Father hurried us girls to a canoe, enjoining 
us to speed across York River. Therein I found your gun, and 
knowing that it will be useful for you tonight — 

Smith. — Useful for me tonight? 

Pocahontas. — Father's men are coming to kill you tonight. 

Smith. — Pretty swift oarswomen, you girls are, to cross 
and reeross the wide river in so short a time? 

Pocahontas. — I disobeyed. 

Synith. — And Powhatan's wolves allowed your disobedi- 
ence? 

Pocahontas. — They eagerly watched us depart all right 
{smiling) but I can match their keenness. Under the veil of 
darkness I directed the canoe past the big elm and jumped 
ashore upon its roots. The girls went across in order that the 
paddling noise should give confidence in my father's ears, while 
I hurried to give you the alarm. 

Smith. — I beg forgiveness, dearest friend, for my ques- 
tioning you. Suspicion does not mate your limpid actions. It 
v/as merely a case of a troubled mind. 

Pocahontas (pressingly tender). — My canoe will be back 
in an instant. And I will ferry you over to the west bank. 
From there the distance to Jamestown is not great. 

Smith. — Thanks, and please make that journey an en- 
chantment with your company. 

Pocahontas (ivith a decided smile). — I will. 

Smith. — Go meet the girls. I will join you after taking 
some furs. It is a cold night. 

Pocahontas (as she joyfully goes out) . — Br~r-r. 

Smith goes into the wigioam and packs furs from Powha- 
tan's couch. 

Smith. — Royal furs are quite becoming this season. 

Indians, in great number, sneak in. A feiv, armed with 
clubs, enter the ivigivam. Smith fires his pistol, and the whole 
pack, ufprooA'iously , stampede aiuay. 

{Laughing) — Ha! ha! ha! They have some respect for 
gunpowder. 

Pocahontas {rushing in after the premises have been 
cleared) . — Captain ? 

Smith. — Safe and sound. 

Pocahontas. — Safe and sound — good! Did you kill any? 

Smith. — No ! We came to America to propagate wisdom, 
and wisdom abhors mankilling. 

Pocahontas. — Cheers and cheers for wisdom. 

Smith. — What v/as it they v/ere shouting? 



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Pocahontas. — They shouted : the white man is not a regu- 
lar man, he is the Okee in flesh and bones. 

Smith. — The flatterers. 

Pocahontas. — ^Our way to Jamestown is safe now. 

Smith. — We are not going to Jamestown. Your life is too 
precious to be dealt with at hazard. 

Pocahontas (astounded) . — Why? I meant going for good. 

Smith. — You will serve our purpose better by doing what 
your father ordered you to do. 

Pocahontas (angrily). — Cross the river? 

Smith. — Yes. (handing her the gun) And put that gun 
where it was. And set everything so that Powhatan's suspi- 
cion may not be awakened. While I will play the Okee part 
of the combination. 

Pocahontas (7'eproachfully) . — A white Okee! 

Smith. — Okee for the savages; a sincere man for Poca- 
hontas. 

Pocahontas. — Making toys ! 

Smith. — For the most deserving Princess on earth. Kindly 
hurry up to the paddles, which I wish were wings. 

Pocahontas (as she goes out). — Wisdom sometimes gets 
cloudy. 

Smith goes into the wigwam. 

Smith (sitting on the couch). — John Smith playing the 
Okee for the taming of the wild ! Rest your fiendish instincts, 
you minions of Hell; the Okee slumbers (he lies down). 

The screen curtain falls and the historical pictures are 
shown. 

SCENE HI 
Four days later 

The screen rises again on the same scenery. Smith, alone, 
sits on the front step of the ivigivam, giving the finishing 
touches to a necklace of sea-shells. As he speaks, Pocahontas 
comes in from the right, and stops behind the trunk of the tree, 
listening. 

Smith. — 'Truly there is no pleasure comparable to that of 
a generous spirit ; as good employment in noble actions, to re- 
lieve the oppressed, comfort his friends, pass miseries, subdue 
enemies, adventure upon any feasible danger for God and 
country. That which is got by prowess and magnanimity is 
the truest lustre." 

Pocahontas (shoiving herself). — Beautiful! 

Smith (surprised). — Princess! You are fond of giving 



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gladsome surprises {he hoMgs the necklace on her neck). 

Pocahontas. — Does your masterpiece make me look pret- 
tier? 

Smith. — No man's masterpiece could do that. 

Pocahontas. — Flattery is sweet. But much more sweeter 
are the words — Generous spirit — Noble actions — Relieve the 
oppressed — Prowess — Magnanimity. 

Smith. — Oh, did you hear me speaking to myself? 

Pocahontas. — You were not speaking to yourself; you 
were speaking to the world — as you said the other day — that 
the world keeps an ear open to wisdom ; I felt as a diminutive 
world all to myself, and glad to open an ear. 

Smith. — You should go to England to hear the finer 
thoughts ; not the "coarse stammerings of a rude soldier like 
me." 

Pocahontas. — Won't you take me to England? 

Smith. — Certainly I will. There our ministers will lead 
your soul into the infinite grandeurs of Divinity; our poets 
will reveal to you the silent depths of Nature ; our sailors will 
enlarge your horizons of life — 

Pocahontas (joyfully). — And Captain Smith will teach 
me how to be genial and good. 

Smith. — Pardon me ! We shall all drink to your fount of 
goodness. (Indian howlings are heard — apprehensively) . My 
gun! 

Pocahontas (bursting into laughter). — Not necessary, to 
beat an attack of smiles. 

Smith. — Smiles ? 

Pocahontas. — My people are coming to celebrate your de- 
parture for Jamestown. 

Smii/i.— Truly? 

Pocahontas. — Father finally consented to my entreaties; 
so he will send you home upon a mission of peace. 

Smith (kissing her hand) . — Great girl ! But you yourself 
are the God-sent ambassador for peace. Won't you join me? 

Pocahontas makes a decided motion as if for a kiss, when 
a crowd of girls gleefully surges in, encircling Smith and Po- 
cahontas, dancing and singing — Love me — love you. 

Poivhatan comes in with his chiefs. 

Poivhatan. — My son, I will barter your freedom for your 
promise to send me twenty hatchets, twenty swords, a grind- 
stone, and a few carpenters to build for me a house like yours. 

Smith. — I fully agree to these conditions, father. 

Poivhatan (presenting Namontack) . — I wish this man — 



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Namontack — to be taken to England as my private messen- 
ger to the King. 

Smith. — We will take him over. 

Powhatan. — The girls will help you pack provisions. 

The giiis, Pocahontas, and Smith go into the wigwam and 
prepare baskets. Powhatan draws Namontack aside, in the 
grove. 

Powhatan {giving him two sticks). — Here you have a 
couple of sticks. Take them along, and when in England, note 
by a notch every man, woman, and child you come across. I 
want to know how many hatchets I need require from the 
English to cut all their throats; and cast their carcasses in 
the conjuring fire as a pious offering to the "one alone called 
Kiwassa." 

The Okee is going to get his fill for three centuries to 
come. 

Namontack. — Glory, glory to Powhatan's prophecy! 

Smith (to Pocahontas) . — I feel the clasp of a trap in this 
coming night. 

Pocahontas advises a girl standing alone with a basket. 

Pocahonta (pulling Smith's gun from that basket). — Fear 
not; here is your friend. 

Powhatan (continuing). — Don't let loose any of my pro- 
phecies while in England. It might frustrate my plans. 

Namontack. — Frustrate plans? Sticks suggests plans — 
sticks may talk. 

Powhatan. — No, they won't talk, if you use your brains 
as spies do. 

Namontack. — Me tell them — sticks for conjuring fire. 

Powhatan. — That won't do. Should they catch you notch- 
ing, tell them these sticks are our Indian simplified method of 
arithmetic which we wish to introduce in England. Add to 
your speech a plenty of broad smiles, and your mission will 
succeed. 

Go, brush up your rusty skill; and always keep faith in 
me and the Okee. 

The crowd comes out of the loigicam with baskets. 

Powhatan (designating four Indians to Smith). — Two 
men will carry your necessities, Namontack and this bowsman, 
will see you safe through the woods. Good-bye, my son, and 
keep your word. 

Smith. — John Smith is a man of his word and forever 
proud of remembering father Powhatan. 

The four Indians go out by the pines. Smith, last to 
leave, glances disappointedly at Pocahontas, ivho by gestures 



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signifies to Poiuhatan her ivillingness to go with him. The 
latte7' holds her, and then pushes her into the wigwam, followed 
by the crowd, which explodes in hilarious manifestations. 

Pocahontas seizes this opportunity to run to the spot> 
where Smith disappeared, and regretfully looks into the dis- 
tance. . 

The curtain falls. 

SCENE IV 

A clearing in the ivoods at Jamestown. The entrance of 
an old tent for a church at the left, and on the right a bench 
and a gy^indstone. Freshly fallen trees and huts in the dis- 
tance. Four gentlemen are playing bowls. They throiu from 
center down to an out-of-vieiv goal at the right. Exclamations 
follow the success of the bowls. 

Todkill {entey^ing ivith a bottle and a cup). — Here goes 
the last bottle of ale we were allowed, gentlemen. 

The game is interrupted. The players take seats on the 
bench,, and Todkill fills the cup for each one in turn. 

First gentleman. — The idea of rationing us like common 
laborers. 

Todkill. — President Ratcliffe has sequestrated the little 
there was left for his own pleasure. 

Second gentleman. — Are we going to stand Ratcliff's ty- 
ranny any longer ? 

Todkill. — The worst is yet to come. Our meager rations 
are to be cut entirely. 

First gentleman. — The London Company believes we can 
survive and prosper. How? For justice sake! They gave 
us twenty laborers only for the maintenance of eighty gentle- 
men. And now that malaria and privations have reduced this 
expedition to one-third of its original members, everybody 
seems to have lost faith in v/ork. 

Third gentleman. — Bet they will ask us to work. 

Fourth gentleman. — That danger is past, since John 
Smith has been done for by the savages. 

Second gentleman. — This miserable life makes the thought 
of home a mess of disappointments. No sweetheart greetings 
for mine had I to go back without the promised trunkful of 
American gold. 

First gentleman. — American gold ? Think of my wealthy, 
prospective mother-in-law, whom I left adrift in London. Per- 
haps to go aguilding a guiser ! 

Fourth gentlemaii. — Oh, let us have a mind for cheer. I 



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do not despair to pick up enough gold here to buy the City of 
London itself. 

Todkill. — The City of London cannot be bought with gold- 
en dreams, sir ! "From morn to dusk, and from dusk to morn, 
we hear of no talk but — gold! It is finding gold — refining 
gold — shipping gold." What America needs, gentlemen, is 
not an asset in golden visions, but the golden will of man to 
plow its soil and develop its tangible resources. 

The voice of Smith is heard nearby. 

Smith. — Eh, there! Come ashore immediately. 

Third gentleman. — Smith ! 

Second gentleman. — Smith alive! The pick and shovel 
for us, gentlemen. 

Smith (still out of vieiv) . — Go and make him prisoner. 

Smith and the four Indians enter. 

Smith. — Are you letting Ratcliffe escape for England, 
gentlemen ? 

First gentleman. — We were unaware of — 

Smith. — Unaware? Well — I am aware of the indolence 
in your perception. 

First gentleman. — Misery kept us so busy in finding a 
way out of it. 

Smith. — Busy at play and drink. All the findings made 
in this place seem to have hatched in Ratcliffe's crafty cow- 
ardice. 

Todkill. — He said that the problem of our troubles was 
nearly solved. 

Smith. — It surely was, nearly solved. But for my timely 
coming our provisions, and our only boat, and Ratcliffe him- 
self, would have soon courted the ocean breezes. 

Soldiers bring in Ratcliffe. 

(To Ratcliffe) Your second attempt at deserting this col- 
ony was discovered in the nick of time, eh? We hanged Ran- 
dall, your pal, for the same offense; and you surely deserve 
the rope more than he did. But we shall attend to that later. 
(After a pause — to the soldiers). Release him. 

Ratcliffe. — But I am president of this colony and you are 
under my authority. Moreover, your accusation is unfounded. 

Smith. — Unfounded? Soldiers, what did you see on that 
ship? 

A soldier. — Trunks and provisions. 

Smith. — Furthermore, I called at your residence and 
found it vacant. 

A soldier (running in) . — Captain ! the fort and the store 
are on fire. 



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Red glare comes from the left. 

Smith (pointing at Ratcliffe). — Desertion — plus — arson! 
Come on, everybody. Let us undo his misdoings. 

Smith, the soldiers, Todkill and the Indians rush out at 
the left. The four gentlemen cotoardly exit at the right. 

Ratcliffe {alone). — Providence failed me! {Beating the 
ground ivith his foot). Stuck upon this unhospitable crust 
again. Once more misfortune was served by that man, John 
Smith. He who would rob any man of his chance of keeping 
life and body together; and force individual solidarity to the 
whole; even when the whole is headed straight to death. Oh, 
oh, halt ! haughty Captain. Vengeance still clings to my heart. 
Ratcliffe shall no longer cry, beware ; but, on to the gallows ! 

The four gentlemen re-enter ivith Neivport. 

Newport. — Where is the fire? 

Ratcliffe. — Not worth your excitement, Captain Newport ; 
a disgruntled fort and an empty store going to ashes. 

Neivport. — Well worth saving, anyhow. Has anybody 
tried to? 

Ratcliffe. — ^Smith, and a few savages of his intimacy, ran 
out to it. Presumably to watch the fire running out of itself. 

Newport {surprised) . — Smith ? 

Ratcliffe. — Yes, Smith is among us again. Refreshed by 
his friends the savages, he came down flanked with four of 
them. Probably to help him to squeeze out the panting life 
that misery has spared in this settlement. 

Newport. — What happened to him? 

Ratcliffe. — Apparently, he had a fine time out of his 
treason. 

Neivport. — Treason ? 

Ratcliffe. — He abandoned his men to the fury of the 
savages. 

Newport. — If guilty, he deserves to be hanged. 

Ratcliffe. — He should and he would, if your sailors were 
willing to fight his loyal soldiers. 

Smith and Todkill re-enter. 

Smith. — All is lost. Well, well, Captain Newport, here 
again. 

Neivport {coldly). — Just got in from England this morn- 
ing. 

Smith. — A happy coincidence. I myself just got out of 
the clutches of the savages yesterday. 

Newport. — Were you their prisoner? 

Smith. — Why, yes, and narrowly escaped being executed 
by Powhatan. 



20 POCAHONTAS 

Newport. — Quite incredible for a soldier of your alert- 
ness. 

Smith. — My men cowardly fled. And, cornered in a 
swamp, there was no other alternative. 

Newport {looking squarely into RatcUffe's eyes) . — Can 
you extricate the dilemma I am in ? 

RatcUffe. — You should hear what his men say. 

Smith. — What did they say? 

RatcUffe. — That you deserted them. 

Smith. — I want to hear that from their very mouth. Quite 
an expert at desertion yourself, are you not, sir? 

RatcUffe (co2veri7ig) . — It is exasperating that to suit 
your ambitious designs, my benevolence be always miscon- 
strued. 

Smith. — My sole ambition is the welfare of this colony. 

RatcUffe {scornfully) . — Gallant Captain ! You are mak- 
ing yourself at home with my own principles. 

Smith (offended) . — Is that so! 

RatcUffe. — It was with the welfare of this colony in mind 
that my going to England was projected. 

Smith. — In what sense? 

RatcUffe. — To bring forth ample supplies. 

Smith. — First supplying yourself with all our supplies. 

Todkill. — After pitilessly rationing us for weeks. 

RatcUffe. — I did my best. No lamp can give light with- 
out oil. 

First gentleman. — All the oil our lamps were provided 
with would not lubricate a pistol. 

Todkill. — Pistols we are, with empty barrels. 

A soldier (entering from the right) . — Captain, a bunch of 
Indians are at the palisades, 

RatcUffe ( trembling ) . — Indians ! 

The four gentlemen followed by RatcUffe, fearfidly rush 
into the church. 

Smith. — Are they on the warpath? 

The soldier (laughing). — Not at all. Mostly girls with 
baskets. One of them is a good-looking one. (Enthusiastic). 
Sure, she is nice. They call her Poca — Poc — Lord, I forgot 
the rest of her name, Poca — 

Smith. — Pocahontas ? 
The soldier. — You got it. 

Smith. — Let her in immediately. 
The soldier. — The whole bunch, too? 

Smith. — Certainly. 

The soldier goes out — Groans from the gentlemen in the 
church . 



POCAHONTAS 21 

Ratcliffe (upon disappearing into the church) — Prepare 
to meet your Maker, gentlemen, our brains are bound to be 
smashed. 

Indian girls ivith baskets of eatables, and Pocahontas with 
a live turkey enter. 

Pocahontas (presenting the turkey to Smith) . — A live 
bird to keep my friend alive. 

Smith. — A live, pretty turn out of your kindness. I thank 
you. 

Pocahontas. — We saw the fire from up hill, and thinking 
your supplies might have perished, we brought whatever we 
had at hand, leaving for tomorrow plenty more to come. 

Smith. — America smiles to us. Princess Pocahontas, 
through your generosity. 

Pocahontas. — Our conditions afford us of no other means 
of exchanging sympathies except food. 

The Minister (just entering from the church) . — And food 
is the Godsent trait of sympathy we most need. 

Smith (to the minister and Newport). — Let me present 
you — the Princess Pocahontas — Emperor Powhatan's daugh- 
ter. To her alone I owe miy escape from the savages. 

The Minister. — My child, there is a touch of Christianity 
in your bosom. 

Pocahontas (ingenuously) . — I want to see your God. 

Ratcliffe ventures in from the church, and one by one the 
four gentlemen folloiv him. 

The Minister. — God cannot be seen. He must be felt. (He 
takes her by the arm). Come, my child. Ours is a sad-look- 
ing church; but heavenly lights shine just a much in there as 
in the finest edifice. 

The minister, Pocahontas, and the girls go into the church. 

Ratcliffe (aside). — Lol we held him prisoner for months, 
when this expedition first came here because he wanted to be 
King of Virginia. And now, as in a fairy story, a real Prin- 
cess has saved his life. 

Neivport (to Smith) . — Is she willing to be converted? 

Smith. — Very eager, she is. 

Neioport. — Her conversion might eventually win Powha- 
tan's tribes to our cause. 

Smith. — Those are precisely my views. 

Ratcliffe (aside). — A sojourn in the Tower of London 
shall affix the blooming shadows on those views. 

Newport. — It is the duty of all to cultivate her good dispo- 
sition. 

First gentleman (to Ratcliffe). — Who is she? 



22 POCAHONTAS 

Ratcliffe. — The future Queen of his future Majesty John 
Smith, the future King of Virginia. 

The minister, Pocahontas, and the girls re-enter from the 
church. 

Pocahontas. — Very impressive. 

The Minister. — Just as I told you before. It is the im- 
pression God gives us that makes us feel His presence. 

Pocahontas. — I will come again to your church. {To the 
girls) : Girls, I will join you on the causeway. Please go 
ahead. 

The girls leave by the right. 

(To Smith) I would like to see the charred ruins of your 
fort. 

Smith. — Certainly; sorry that my presence is wanted 
here, but my soldiers will take you there. 

The Minister (talcing Pocahontas' arm). — We will share 
that honor together. 

The two go out by the left, followed by the soldiers. 

Ratcliffe (to the gentlemen) . — Did you notice? Se is in 
love with Smith. Bloomingly mad in love, too. 

Smith (to Newport). — I promised to send twenty hatch- 
ets, twenty swords, and a grindstone to Powhatan as advance 
payment for corn. 

Ratcliffe (to the gentlemen) . — Did I not tell you? Just 
as many hatchets and swords as there are English necks left in 
Virginia. 

Newport. — We shall grant Powhatan's request. 

Smith (signalling towards the left) . — Boys, take that 
grindstone to your chief. 

The Indians come in and try loading the grindstone. But, 
after several comical attempts, desist and depart. Namontack 
remains. 

(Presenting Namontack) Powhatan wishes this man, Na- 
montack, to be presented to the King. 

Neivport. — Are you fond of sea-faring, my boy? 

Namontack. — Very much. I often go sea-faring all day. 

Newport (laughing). — All day? It takes one hundred 
days and nights of sea-faring to reach the King of England. 

Namontack. — Nights! (after a pause). Me willing for 
Powhatan. 

Newport. — Brave boy, we will take you there. 

During the preceding, a crowd of settlers has, little by lit- 
tle, gathered in. 

(Addressing the crowd) . — Gentlemen and fellow adven- 



POCAHONTAS 23 

turers, listen. The London Company enjoins all of you to the 
following conditions : 

No one shall return — "before the South Sea has been dis- 
covered. 

No one shall return — "before at least one man of the lost 
colony, at Roanoke Island, has been found. 

No one shall return — "before Powhatan has been crown- 
ed Under King of Virginia. 

No one shall return — "without a lump of gold. 

No one shall return — "before the fountain of youth has 
been located." 

Smith (bursting in laughter). — A fine set of absurdities. 
Solely the crowning of Pawhatan is feasible. 

A few sailors enter. 

Ratcliffe. — Listen to our gallant Captain, gentlemen, and 
watch him deride at the Company's sane requirements. It is 
simply one more act of disloyalty piled upon the heap at his 
credit. Of his own accord, and over my authority, he intends 
delivering arms to the savages. Treacherousness shall go no 
further. Sailors, arrest John Smith. 

The sailors seize Smith — Todkill steals awmj. 

Smith (calmly). — The savages would envy your nerve. 

Ratcliffe. — We shall convene as a tribunal directly (to the 
four gentlemen) : Gentlemen, are you willing to sit as a jury? 

The four gentlemen (together) . — Yes. 

Neivport. — A jury must be formed with twelve men good 
and true. 

Ratcliffe. — There are not twelve men good and true here. 

Newport. — I will be of counsel for Captain Smith. 

Ratcliffe. — You may if you like. Captain Newport, though 
lawyers have had no reason to be in our past experience. (He 
climbs on the bench). Gentlemen and indented servants, the 
court is sitting, be silent. 

Smith is held close to Ratcliffe; the four gentlemen place 
themselves in a rotv diagonally to the audience. The crowd, 
silently, stands around. 

(Questioning Smith). — Smith, on the tenth of last De- 
cember you were dispatched in search of the South Sea, up 
the Chickahominy River. Did you discover the South Sea? 

Smith. — No. 

Ratcliffe.— Why 1 

Smith. — Because seas, as a rule, lie at the mouth of rivers ; 
not at their springs. 

Ratcliffe. — Are you making jest of this grave case? 

Smith. — How could I invade your calling? 



24 POCAHONTAS 

The Jury {in turn). — Oh! — 

Ratcliffe. — Why did you abandon your men over there? 

Smith. — They abandoned me. 

Ratcliffe whistles and tiuo men come in. 

Ratcliffe. — Do you recognize those men? 

Smith. — Yes, as the tvv^o most cowardly of the lot. 

Frightened, the tivo men run aivay. 

Ratcliffe. — You bewitched those men. Smith, you are a 
socerer ! The penalty for sorcery is death. Gentlemen of the 
jury, is John Smith guilty of sorcery? 

The Jury (together). — Yes. 

Todkill re-enters with the soldiers. 

Todkill. — Soldiers, get hold of these drones. 

The soldiers free Smith and seize Ratcliffe ayid the Jury. 
The croivd rejoices and cries — Hurray! 

Neivport (to the croivd) . — Do you want Captain Smith for 
president? 

The Croivd. — Yes, yes, yes. 

Newport. — The Captain shall be your president. 

The Croivd. — Hurray, hurray, hurray ! 

Ratcliffe. — I am your president by order of the King. 

Smith. — A regular court, in England, will answer your 
claim. 

Ratcliffe. — But I cannot go back without a lump of gold. 

Todkill. — You will tell the London Company that the 
South Sea was too misty for your health. And that you had 
to drink the fountain of youth dry to regain your precious 
self. And that members of the lost colony will bring in the 
lump of gold. 

Smith (to the soldiers) .^-hock him up aboard ship. 

Ratcliffe (upon disappearing) . — But I am your president. 

Todkill. — President emeritus ; bereft of merits. 

The jeering crowd follows out. 

Newport (shaking Smith's hand) . — You are the man for 
the place. 

Todkill shakes hands with Smith and tries to draw him 
along, hut the latter signifies to he let alone. Todkill and New- 
port then follow the croivd out. 

Smith (alone). — Poor America! Since the creation wait- 
ing for thy robe of wonders. Behold thy sartors disrobing 
each other. 

Pocahontas and the minister re-enter; the latter goes into 
the church. 

Smith (upon noticing Pocahontas, extends his arm to- 
wards her) . — Thy solace, America ! 



POCAHONTAS 25 

Pocahontas. — What a crying spectacle! the ravages of 
fire. 

Smith. — Crying ! Yes, crying for your generosity. 

Pocahontas. — My heart will answer, I come. 

Smith takes Pocahontas by the hand and slowly they go 
out at the right. 

Smith. — Whatever I have in my hut for supper, we will 
divide it together. Your presence will rock my restless thought 
into the sweetness of home again. 

Pocahontas (smiling and in a siveet voice). — The girls 
are waiting for me on the causeway. 

The screen curtain falls and the historical pictures are 
shoivn. 

SCENE V 

At Werocomoco. Same as Scene 2. Powhatan, absorbed 
in thinking, stands in front of a silent group of chiefs. 

Namontack (entering). — Great Powhatan, the English 
are coming to crown you King of Virginia. 

Poiuhata7i. — Powhatan declined their invitation to go to 
Jamestown for that performance. So they come to him. It is 
more fitting. 

Namontack. — I am ready to report the observations I 
made in England. 

Poivhaian. — I see, Namontack, that the voyage has im- 
proved your speech (proudly) like mine, here. 

Namontack. — Well, rather. 

Powhatan (puzzled). — Rather? V/ell you rather show 
me your sticks, (alarmed) are they covered with notches? 

Namontack. — Notches nothing, Your Majesty. 

Povjhatan. — What ? 

Namontack. — The sticks are down in London's gutter. 

Potvhatan. — You threw my arithmetics in the gutter? 

Namontack. — Your arithmetics were too short for heaps 
and heaps of men, women, and papooses to own each a notch. 

Poivhatan. — What a calamitous else have you to report? 

Namontack. — Wigwams in heaps on both sides of streets, 
avenues, and boulevards. Standing up high in the air and full 
of holes they call windows. Pretty squaws smiled to me from 
those windovv^s, but none of them ever offered me our Indian 
hospitality. 

The chiefs burst in plaintive howlings. 

Poivhatan. — Have they many warriors? 

Namontack. — Heaps! UnnotchabJe heaps ci warriors. 



26 POCAHONTAS 

Poivhatan. — I see my tribes taking to the Blue Hills. Do 
they fight continuously? 

Namontack. — Never saw them fighting. They seem more 
fond of parading in the streets than fighting. Mighty stiff do 
they look, then. At their ?iead goesabunch of noise-makers; next 
comes the big chief. The big chief says — hep, hep, hep. When 
he sounds the first hep, all the files of right feet go up. The 
second hep reverses the fun — the right feet go down and the 
left feet go up. And so on, like this (stepping) hep, hep, hep. 

Poivhatan. — That's no fun. That's drill. I want you to 
drill my men to do the same thing. 

Namontack. — Me big chief (stepping proudly) hep, hep, 
hep. 

Poivhatan. — How are the tribes ruled, and what they do ? 

Namontack. — Tribesmen live on the streets and do the 
working. The big chiefs live on the avenues and do the boss- 
ing. 

Poivhatan. — Bossing ? 

Namontack. — Bossing means — watching the work in the 
doing. Unlike ours, their chiefs simply match their brains to 
the muscles of the tribesmen. Tribesmen, perchance, furnish 
heaps of brains, too. 

Powhatan. — Quite smart, eh? 

Namoiitack. — Rather. Now, above the big chiefs, there 
is a set of bigger ones, called — dukes, viscounts, and other 
things. These live on the boulevards. 

Poivhatan. — And do the super-thinking, I presume. 

Namontack. — Not quite so, their secretaries attend to 
that. 

Powhatan. — I shall join the upper set. And without the 
assistance of a secretary, I will topple down the whole organi- 
zation. 

Namontack (putting a finger across his mouth). — Sh — 
the English. 

Smith, Newport, Todkill, and a few sailors carrying a 
bundle containing the crown and a red cloak, enter. 

Smith. — Glad to see the great Powhatan under more hos- 
pitable circumstances than at our first meeting. 

Powhatan. — Much more hospital circumstances, indeed. 

Smith (presenting Newport). — Werrowence Newport. 

Powhatan. — Welcome, Werrowence Newport. 

Newport. — It pleased His Majesty, the King of England, 
to honor me with the mission for crowning your august head 
as King of Virginia. 



POCAHONTAS 27 

Powhatan. — I am not used to wearing things on my head. 
Is the crown heavy? 

Neivport. — The crown is not heavy except in glittering en- 
hancements of your authority. 

Poivhatan. — I never suspected that my authority needed 
glittering enhancements. 

The sailors unpack the bundle. 

Newport (exhibiting the red cloak). — Another present 
from His Majesty. A cloak of royal hue, expressing power. 

Poivhatan. — Bloody power. Ah ! it suits me. {He di- 
vests his raccoon cloak and after being helped to put on the 
red one, paces back and forth proudly). Ha! I never felt so 
great before. 

He presents his raccoon cloak to Newport. 

Give this, my own cloak, to your King. It might well 
please him, for it has kept my royal body warm the last ten 
winters. 

Neivport. — His Majesty will surely be pleased. 

Todkill {aside). — For the museum. 

Newport {exhibiting the crown). — The crown. 

Poivhatan. — Pretty, mighty pretty. 

Newport. — The emblem of the Right Divine. 

Powhatan. — The abode of your divinity, I suppose. 

Neivport. — Not exactly. Divinity itself dwells above the 
crown. 

Poivhatan. — With downward connections? 

Todkill. — Emblematic connections, certainly. It can be 
seen through the unredeemable eyes of fanaticism. 

Powhatan. — Quick, put it on then. 

Newport. — But you must kneel. 

Poivhatan. — Is the Right Divine afraid of a man stand- 
ing? 

Newport. — No, but kneeling means submission to it. 

Powhatan. — I owe submission to nobody, and fear only 
the Okee. 

Todkill. — The Right Divine will put the Okee on the run. 

Newport. — Please kneel and the ceremony will be over. 

Powhatan. — But I never knelt in my life. 

New2:)ort and Todkill repeatedly kneel, saying : Like this, 
like that. Poivhatan tries kneeling, but without success. Fin- 
ally, Smith and Todkill press upon his shoulders, and ivhen a 
knee reaches the groimd, Newport puts the crown on. 

Newport. — By all the heavenly graces you are now King 
of Virginia. 

Powhatan. — But I was all that before. 



28 POCAHONTAS 

Todkill. — Except one thing: you never could as you can 
now look the Okee in the face. 

Smith. — The ceremony will terminate, as a rule, by a 
salvo. Sailors, a salute to the crown. (The sailors raise their 
guns). Fire. 

The guns speak and Powhatan, terrified, runs away. In 
his precipitation he drops the crown which a chief picks 
up, and ivith all the Indians runs out with mad shrieks. 

Todkill. — The old wolf surely has a cinch to vamoose. 

The sailors laugh. Smith and Newport stand perplexed. 

Pocahontas {running in) . — Sail away, friends ! 

Smith. — Please enlighten us, gentle messenger? 

Pocahontas. — I overheard the chiefs planning your doom, 
yesterday. So I kept watch instead of coming to the corona- 
tion. Three hundred men armed with bows and guns are 
coming. 

Smith. — ^Guns? Where did they get them? 

Pocahontas. — The two Dutchmen who you sent here to 
build a house for father. They, with a number of Indians, 
went to Jamestown one night and stole the guns. 

Smith. — Traitors ! 

Pocahontas. — Ever since they have taught the savages 
how to shoot. 

Newport. — We shall give them the last lesson in shooting. 

Todkill. — Save munitions. There are plenty of trees 
around here, just yawning for nooses and necks, 

Pocahontas. — You cannot fight three hundred men. Nor 
will you catch the Dutchmen tonight. They are in hiding. Do, 
please, sail to safety while the tide is high. 

Smith. — Before sailing we will settle an old account with 
the savages. But yourself, please, go to safety. 

Pocahontas {admiringly) . — Oh! the bravery of the white 
man. 

Smith. — We want you out of the fray. Please go aboard 
our ship. 

Pocahontas. — Are there any sailors on the ship? 

Smith. — A squad of them will entertain you there. 

Pocahontas. — Good ! {She leaves contented by the right) . 

Smith. — Into the wigwam all. 

They all go in and prepare for battle. After a while Ope- 
chancanough and a feiv chiefs come in. 

Opechancanough {smiling) . — We come for the coronation. 

Smith. — The coronation is over. 

Opechancanough. — Too bad. But not too late for you to 
enjoy a few presents I have down the grove. 



POCAHONTAS 29 

Smith. — Down the grove? 

Opechancanough. — Come, come all and see. 

Smith. — Come in here yourself and see us first. 

Opechancanough (hesitatingly goes in). — We are good 
friends now. 

Smith. — Not until we force you to. I need make an ex- 
ample of you, old fox. 

Smith seizes Opechancanough by the hair and swings him 
back and forth in the face of the aive-stricken Indians. Final- 
ly he draivs him outside. 

Opechancanough. — Have you no respect for kings? 

Smith. — Certainly I have, but for the right kind only. 

Opechancanough. — I am right. 

Smith. — Prove it by ordering your men to come forth and 
lay their arms at my feet, {He presses the muzzle of his pis- 
tol upon Opechancanough' s breast). 

Opechancanough {ti'embling) . — Kekatem Waugh. 

Botvsmen shotu up crowding the grove. 

Smith (facing the newcomers and tormenting Openchan- 
cayiough by the hair) . — Docile as as a kid ! Your dandy of a 
king. It all depends on the manner of handling (pressing the 
pistol anew). Give the order. 

Opechancanough. — Attawps att. 

A squad of armed sailors rushes in from the right. The 
Indians throw bows and guns on the ground. 

Smith (surprised; to the sailors). — Who sent you here? 

A sailor (at Smith's ear). — Pocahontas. 

A smile illuminates Smith's face. 

Neivport (to the sailors). — Take the guns aboard ship. 

The sailors pick up the guns and go out with Neivport. 

Smith (releasing Opechancanough) . — Now your ruse be- 
ing exploded, let us talk business. We are still awaiting pay- 
ment for the hatchets and swords we delivered to you last 
year. 

Opechancanough. — That's Powhatan's debt. 

Smith. — All the same foxy family for us ; prompt to grasp ; 
slow to relax. You are going to load our boat with provisions ; 
and get acquainted with honest dealings. 

Opechancanough. — We have no provisions. 

Smith. — Get your men to ransack every wigwam in this 
neighborhood. 

Opechancanough. — Powhatan won't tolerate that. Your 
sailors may try it. 

Smith. — Again? (Shoiving his pistol). Give orders to 
load the ship "or I shall load it with your dead carcasses," 



30 POCAHONTAS 

Opechancanough (trembling). — I — I will (to his men): 
Get whatever you can. 

The Indians go out. Opechancanough m^ikes haste to fol- 
low. 

Smith (retaining him by the hair). — Hold on, old fox; 
afraid of losing you. 

Opechancanough. — My men need direction. 

Smith (after reflection). — I will trust your word. On 
your failing to keep it, my guns will speak mine. 

Opechancanough goes out. 

Todkill. — Another ambush, I fear. 

Smith. — My friend, the lot of adventurers is to trust. To 
trust and doubt ; to risk and take ; to console and fight. 

Todkill. — To sow and to harvest — never! 

Smith. — The word "never" is not in the adventurer's vo- 
cabulary. As to sowing, he perpetually sows; but often he 
leaves to posterity the care to harvest. 

The sailors re-enter one by one. 

A sergeant (last to come). — Company, halt. Face, east. 
(the sailors turn to face the audience) . Present arms. 

Pocahontas (as she enters and passes in front of the row 
of sailors). — I thank you, boys. 

Smith (alarmed) . — Why, Pocahontas, you are exposing 
yourself. 

Newpo7't (just entering) . — The girl was greatly more ex- 
posed aboard ship with the Indians going to load it. 

Pocahontas. — Furthermore, father might get wise about 
my absence from home. So I had better hurry up to his side. 

Smith. — Here they come. It is too late now. Nothing 
but camouflage can do the trick. (He vests Pocahontas ivith a 
coat and cap taken from a sailor; and given a gun, she stands 
in the line of sailors. The Indians, ivith baskets, come in and 
pass in file from left out to right) . 

The Indians (as they pass). — Plenty hominy — plenty 
corn, etc. 

Opechancanough brings up the rear on the heels of a man 
carrying the largest basket. 

Todkill (stopping that man). — A regal load upon mercen- 
ary shoulders ! That won't do. (He pushes Opechayicanough 
alongside the man). A treat for your august shoulders. 

He shifts the basket upon Opechancanough' s shoulders. 
Smith seizes Pocahontas and rushes out at the left ivith her. 

Give to Caesar that which belongs to Caesar. (To the 
sailors) : On guard. 

Opechancanough. — Am I on the road to Calvary? 



POCAHONTAS 31 

TodUll (pushmg him «p).-Not quite so high for youse. 
(To the sailors) : March on— hep, hep hep. 
The sailors follow Ovechmca^^ghir^t 
Todkill (last to eiisajipeai-).— And the woria win k 

*' ""nTscreen eurtain falls, and the historical pictures are 
shown. 

SCENE VI 

Time : October 4, 1609. 

The interior of a settler's hut •>■* ^'^^'ifZ ^10^111 
the left; a ivindoio at the center; a door at the bottom right. 

''''"^tdmS'tTJ^^'^^^^^^r.. smith .ay never return 

^'•°";^:;r-Trr:Tn~ on to he alarnjed. The James 

RiveVfrifs are over fifty miles distant from Jamestown. 

"" Tod"Do you tWnk a fortnight insufficient to span .t 

*""N.,<,,ort.-Amply sufficient; but not a whiffle of East- 

A \. .rnn rPTTipmber did favor his sailing up. 
"" Tola -Tha's true B°t what concerns me naore than 
the failure of Z Eastern winds, is the fact of his having to 

"^^'X: ""e the Monacans more barbarous than the 

^"^roSflLso barbarous and crafty fighters indeed that 

has never been able to conquer them. p^.^.h^fari^ 

Newvort.-l thought the falls were under Powhatan s 

^''^^' Todkill -\^V to the falls, yes, but from the falls into the 
regions lost^nth'e Blue Hills, the Monacans revel m their fiery 

^^^%ewvort.-B^^\ The resourceful Smith will make as 
many toys of as many Monacans he comes across. 

Tod/ciiL-Sorrow-dispensing toys, I fear. 

A moment of silence, then an explosion is heard. Ihey 

both rush to the window. Neivvort opens it 

A^^7i;i)ort— See! that cloud of smoke on the river. _ 

Tolml-Yes, and the smoke clouds a boat. A man jumps 
overboard ! 



32 POCAHONTAS 

They both rush to the door, there to he confronted by the 
four gentlemen coming in. 

First gentleman. — Nothing the matter, Captain Newport. 
Just a pouch of powder, tired of remaining silent, I suppose. 

Todkill. — Whose ship is it? 

Second gentleman. — President Smith's ship. 

Newport and Todkill exchange glances of suspicion. 

Newport. — Your eyesight seems a little superhuman in 
discerning happenings from this far off. 

Third gentleman. — Oh, the Okee signalled it all to us. 

The four gentlemen scatter about in loud laughter. Neiv- 
port and Todkill groiv decidedly suspicious. 

Newport {confidentially to Todkill). — Watch those men. 
I will call the sailors. 

He goes to the door, again to be stopped by a soldier com- 
ing in. 

The soldier. — Quick! some kind of a bed. He was aw- 
fully wounded. 

Newport. — Who ? 

Smith is led in sustained by two soldiers. 

Smith. — At last! I am down for the count. 

Newport and Todkill help lay him comfortably on the 
couch. The four gentlemen stay silently away from him. 

Neivport. — Who did it? 

Smith. — Some powder went off. 

Neivport. — Of itself ? 

Smith. — Perhaps so. (He presses his luounded side). It 
burns ! 

Newport (to a soldier). — Run to the minister's residence. 
You will probably find Pocahontas there taking her lesson. 
Tell her that she is wanted here. 

The soldier goes. 

Smith. — Not a physician, not even first-aid medicine here ! 

Neivport. — Deplorable as the deficiency is, your courage 
and contempt of danger. Captain, have pulled you out of so 
many worse experiences, the past thirty months, that the as- 
sistance of a man of science is almost a luxury for you. 

Todkill. — Nevertheless, a medical outfit, as President 
Smith has recommended, should accompany an enterprise of 
this importance. 

Smith. — For the first time since I was a boy, the lure of 
adventure is waning for me. 

Todkill. — Lord! Those are no words for John Smith's 
mouth. 

Smith. — There is a climax to every ambition, no matter 



POCAHONTAS 33 

how high or just the aim. Seeking earthly reward, after all, 
is mere folly, if one dies satisfied with having raised a torch 
for the coming generations. 

Todkill. — Of mighty gleams is the torch you raised amid 
these reefs of wretchedness, 

Netvport. — Would you abandon the struggle? 

Smith. — No ! but the struggle abandons me. 

Neivport. — Quite a web of stunning news I shall have to 
report. 

Smith. — I will report in person, and save you the trouble. 
When do you intend leaving for England? 

Neivpo7't. — Today. 

Smith (to the soldiers). — Boys, help me aboard ship. 

The sailors prepare to carry out the order. 

Todkill. — This colony needs your administrative genius 
more than ever. 

Smith. — Too many colonists think otherwise. 

The soldiers start him out. But Pocahontas enters. 

Smith {on seeing Pocahontas) . — Oh, dear! I almost for- 
got my bondage to this land. 

He frees himself of the soldiers and limps hack to the 
couch ivhile Pocahontas, tvith an armful of autumn foliage, 
comes to him. 

Pocahontas. — My gallant friend, in trouble again. (She 
sits at Smith's side). 

Smith. — Wherever your presence is felt, sufferings take 
on a rosier hue. 

With an imperious gesture Neivport shows the door to the 
four gentlemen, and they go out. Todkill and the soldiers also 
leave. 

Newport (aside, as he goes out) . — Save him for thy coun- 
try, O Pocahontas ! 

Pocahontas. — You will be up again, soon. This neigh- 
borhood can't afford losing your activities. 

Smith. — Someone else will have to do the activities. I 
leave for England today. 

Pocahontas (astounded, she rises). — Leaving! 

Smith (reaching for her foliage). — I love autumn foliage. 

Pocahontas (laying the foliage upon Smith's lap). — Eng- 
land has prettier foliage than ours. 

Smith. — Very pretty, indeed, England's foliage is. But 
this American kind which your dainty hands offer me, is the 
prettiest in the world. 

Pocahontas turns away to hide her tears. She goes to the 
door and signals outside. A number of girls, loaded tvith fol- 



34 POCAHONTAS 

iage, come in. She mutters a command to them, and the girls 
go around hanging foliage all over the room. Smith ravish- 
ingly watches the proceeding. Their bundles exhausted, the 
girls exit. Pocahontas comes sloioly to Smith. 

Smith. — Pretty performance ! Mighty pretty perform- 
ance, and as touching a souvenir for my last day with you, as 
a keen delicate sense could devise. But the prettiest souvenir 
which shall linger forever in my heart will be the angelic 
image of Pocahontas. 

Pocahontas. — Souvenir! Won't you come back? 

Smith {after a pause). — I may. 

Pocahontas {she kneels and buries her face in the foliage 
upon Smith's lap). — Do come back! 

Smith {kissing her hair). — I may. 

The curtain falls. 



SECOND PERIOD 

SCENE I 

The entire length of the stage represents the deck of a 
sloop with sails spread allowing vieivs of the Potomac River. 
A few sailors; Japazaivs smokes placidly gazing at the river. 
Captain Argall. 

Argall (pacing the deck lively) . — Japazaws, we came here 
for provisions and information, 

Japazaws. — We have no provisions ; as to information we 
have plenty and give it freely. 

Argall. — You boast of your friendship for Captain Smith, 
yet you refuse the same treatment to me, his friend. 

Japazaws (sarcastically). — His friend, you? Well, we 
shall see what Pocahontas has to say about that. 

Argall. — Pocahontas ! You know the whereabouts of Po- 
cahontas ? 

Japazaws. — Sure, she is visiting my wife, yonder in that 
thicket. 

Argall. — The English settlers have been longing for their 
"Blessed Pocahontas" the past three years. 

Japazaivs. — She, too, has been longing for a man among 
them. 

Argall. — Why is she shunning us? Many a sterling man 
adorns our colony. 

Japazaivs. — Adorn without acorn. 

Argall. — What puzzle is this? 

Japazaws. — Your sterling men resemble a beautiful grove 
of sterile oaks, shedding only thorns of hate. 

Argall. — Thorns of hate? 

Japazaivs. — The seed of friendly progress, which Captain 
Smith had sowed, failed to sprout. 

Argall (laughing). — ^So that is what Pocahontas thinks 
of us? 

Japazaws. — Exactly, 

Argall. — She is a romantic girl, Japazaws, I wish you to 
introduce her to me on this ship. 

Japazaivs. — Powhatan would smash my brains, if I did. 

Argall. — Powhatan won't harm you. We will take her to 
Jamestown ; and the thought of putting his daughter's life in 
jeopardy will safeguard you. 

Japazaws. — Pocahontas! sweet Pocahontas, a prisoner of 



36 POCAHONTAS 

the English. My heart jumps in revolt at the very thought of 
seeing her gone. 

Argall. — She v^ill be well cared for. Undoubtedly we are 
not angels, but none of us would ever forsake his love for the 
just. 

Japazaws. — Neither his love for guns. 

Argall. — She will return shortly. Refreshed by a closer 
knowledge of our people ; her mind enlightened as in a dream. 

Japazaivs. — A dream of blood and iron. And all the joy 
of my personal dreams to be swamped in a mire of shame — 
never ! 

Rolfe comes in and sits on the floor and starts polishing a 
copper kettle he brought along. Japazaivs breaks the dialogue 
and covetously approaches him. 

Argall. — That pretty kettle I would toss into the deal. 

Japazaws. — That kettle would be mine in exchange for 
little Pocahontas ? 

Argall. — For — dear — little Pocahontas, yes. 

Japazaivs (dancing zuith joy) . — The kettle tickles my met- 
tle {he repeats). 

Argall. — Besides its usefulness in your home, it might, 
perchance, embellish you thus {he puts the cover upon Japa- 
zaws' head; the latter dances aneiv). 

Japazaivs. — The deal is closed. I will take the kettle to 
wifie. 

Argall. — Don't hurry. Wifie will get it as soon as Poca- 
hontas reaches this deck, but not sooner. 

Japazaws. — I would have used the thing as an inducement. 

Argall. — I use it for the same purpose. It is up to you to 
deliver the goods. 

Japazaivs. — Such a barrage against an honest savage like 
me. 

Argall. — Give your savage honesty a rest. 

Japazaivs. — Guess I will {he starts out). 

Argall {to Rolfe). — Thanks to that kettle, we may get 
the girl. 

Rolfe. — I would prefer a sloop load of food. 

Argall. — Once in our hand she will be compelled to provide 
for the whole colony. 

The sailors start something of their own. 

First sailor {observing sailor No, 3 combing his hair). — 
Watch this dude fixing himself neat. 

Second sailor. — How does it feel being Powhatan's pros- 
pective son-in-law? 



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Third sailor. — I won't mind becoming a savage myself for 
a while. They say she is so pretty. 

First sailor. — Do it Indian style, then, like this (he raises 
third sailor's hair on one side) . 

Second sailor (raising the hair on the other side). — New 
moon style, (shaping a crescent) see it shine. A nice curve 
will have to be shaved above the ear. Someone bring a razor ! 

Third sailor (flooring the other two). — Enough of Indian 
jests. 

Argall. — Cease fooling, boys. Better mind your guns. 
Tragic consequences often besmirch too much confidence in 
the savages. We are probably running into the same pitfall 
in which Ratcliff e got caught. 

A sailor. — Ratclif fe. 

Argall. — Ratcliffe, once president of this colony, was de- 
posed and expelled by Captain Smith. But his craftiness won 
England's ear, and the London Company released him anew on 
these shores. He directly went on Smith's trail of provision- 
ing the settlers. The savages did not relish the change. They 
cunningly laid a trap in which Ratcliffe and his thirty men 
stepped blindly, and were all slaughtered. 

A sailor. — Br-r-r ! 

Pocahontas (entering with Japazaw's wife). — Ratcliffe's 
party were not all killed. I saved a man and a boy. 

Argall (surprised — gruffly). — Who are you? 

Japazaivs (just arriving). — Pocahontas. 

Argall (confused). — Pardon me. Princess. (To the sail- 
ors) : At salute. (The sailors do so). 

Pocahontas, dejected at ArgalVs gruffness, steps back 
and nearly falls into Rolfe's arms. Her eyes meet his and in- 
tense sympathy is manifested by both. 

Japazaws (rubbing his foot upon ArgalVs). — "The kettle? 
My part is done." 

Argall (pushing Japazaws aside) . — Master Rolfe, please 
lead the Princess, and acquaint her with our floating palace. 

Rolfe (softly). — Will you be pleased to inspct the ship? 

Pocahontas (willingly) . — Why, certainly. 

Both, in reciprocal enthusiasm, go out. 

Japazaws. — My wife here did the trick. 

Argall. — Truly? (Shaking hands tvith her). Madam, 
your services are of great merit. 

The wife. — Me no merits — me no merits — kettle? 

Japazaws. — The kettle, the kettle ? 

The sailors hide the kettle under a piece of canvas. Japa- 



38" POCAHONTAS 

zaws, noticing them, brusquely turns toward the river and 
howls an alarm. 

Argall (to the sailors). — Bring that kettle right here (de- 
livering it to Japazaivs) . As per agreement. May it give you 
pleasure and comfort. 

Japazaivs and luife seize the kettle, and caressing it, both 
exit. 

Argall. — You boys should realize that honesty of some 
kind has to be shown at times. In expectancy of compensa- 
tions, and to suggest the belief that we are not what we are. 

Rolfe and Pocahontas re-eyiter. 

Pocahontas. — Magnificent. (With anxiety) : My friends, 
where are they? 

Argall. — They are gone. 

Pocahontas. — Gone for good? 

Argall. — Sorry to say, Princess, but — 

Pocahontas (dejectedly) . — Pocahontas is my name. 

Argall. — Sorry to say, Pocahontas, but you are my pris- 
oner. 

Pocahontas. — Prisoner of you? 

In painfid silence she drops on the floor. Then she breaks 
down sobbing. Argall hideously grins his contentment. 

Rolfe (after a pause — fondly). — Prisoner of mine, also. 

Pocahontas (she slowly rises upon her knees — To herself). 
— Prisoner of mine, also". 

Rolfe (tenderly helping her up). — Courage, young lady. 

Argall. — You need not succumb to illusory apprehensions. 
Your captivity will last only the time necessary for your father 
to accept our terms. 

Pocahontas dejectedly turns her eyes aivay from Argall 
to find solace in Rolfe's. 

And, in order that you may regain your freedom in the 
least delay, I will despatch Master Rolfe and Master Sparks 
to your father. Our conditions are simply this : That Pow- 
hatan shall set free all our men he holds prisoners. And re- 
turn all arms stolen from us. Upon his compliance, he shall 
have peace and his daughter again. (To the sailors) : Boys, 
let us be on the way to Jamestown. (To Rolfe) : Master 
Rolfe, after your mission terminates, you will go home by 
land. 

Rolfe. — All right. Captain. 

Rolfe and Sparks leave. Rolfe waves his hand to Poca- 
hontas. 

Pocahontas (she draivs a trinket from her bosom and goes 
to Rolfe). — Please take this trinket. It will safeguard you 



POCAHONTAS 39 

from any interferer you may encounter across your path, and 
serve as an introduction to my father. 

Rolfe. — I thank you {he kisses the trinket — aside). — Dear 
girl! 

Pocahontas sits at the left corner where Rolfe went out. 
Her tearful eyes anxiously folloiv the departure of an imagi- 
nary canoe on the river. 

Argall. — All ready there? 

A voice. — All ready, Captain. 

Argall. — Let her go. 

The lights go out. 

Pocahontas {in the darkness — slowly). — Prisoner of 
mine, also. 

The screen curtain falls and the historical pictures are 
shoivn. 

SCENE II 

The screen Hses disclosing the office of the High Marshal 
of Virginia at Jamestoiun. A door in the center opens upon 
a view of the James River. A bench on the right; a table on the 
left at ivhich the minister sits; Mar^shall Dale stands by. 

Marshal Dale. — I heartily approve of your thoughtful rec- 
ommendation, Reverend, that the Indians be introduced to 
civilization through the Church. 

The Minister. — It is the surest way. Force cannot but 
create enmities. 

Dale. — Yet their primitiveness may provoke force as a 
necessity. 

The Minister. — To a slap on thy left cheek, offer thy 
right one. 

Dale. — Mighty true. But the Holy Book is silent about 
presenting a full face ; which a soldier must do to redeem bar- 
barity. 

The Minister. — You martial men always find justification 
for your calling. Nevertheless, "I admire your great knowl- 
edge of Divinity." 

Knocks at the door. 

Dale. — Come in. 

Argall draivs in the umvilling Pocahontas. 

Argall {bowing) . — Your Excellency. Our expedition was 
fruitless one way; but fruitful in another {he points at the 
girl) . 

The Minister {rising). — Pocahontas!! "Our blessed Po- 
cahontas." 



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Dale (rushing to shake the girl's hand) . — Is it truly our 
great Princess' hand I am shaking? 

Pocahontas. — Your humble servant, Pocahontas. 

Dale. — You are the most cherished visitor this wretched 
colony desired. 

Pocahontas. — But your men made me prisoner. 

Dale. — Prisoner ! You shall be the freest of us all. 

The minister takes Pocahontas to the bench ivhere both 
sit chatting; he frequently pointing above. 

Dale. — Captain Argall, I request an explanation. 

At gall {confidentially). — I can't tell you all in her pres- 
ence, fearing Powhatan might take vengeance upon the Indian 
who sold her to me. 

Dale. — You bought a Princess! May the Lord forgive 
your lowness. 

Argall. — It was the best expedient I thought of. Inas- 
much as it was in accordance with your plans. 

Dale. — How so? 

Argall. — As a hostage she can be used in forcing Powha- 
tan to disgorge. 

Bale. — Quite clever. I will go to Powhatan myself. 

Argall. — Done already. Rolfe and Sparks were deputed 
for that purpose. 

Dale.-^Goodi. A gallon of aqua vita you shall have. Also 
the title of Admiral of the Potomac. 

They shake hands effusively. Knocks at the door. 

Dale. — Come in. 

Rolfe and Sparks, not noticing Pocahontas, enter. 

Rolfe and Sparks (bowing, together). — Excellency. 

Dale. — Was your mission a success? 

Rolfe. — A complete failure. 

Dale and Argall (together). — Why? 

Rolfe. — Powhatan refused us an audience. Instead he let 
us know by his chiefs that he would be glad never to hear from 
our people any more. 

Dale. — Did you tell them of his daughter's predicament? 

Rolfe (deeply moved) . — Yes, but to no avail. It is heart- 
rending to witness a father — even an Indian father — deaf to 
supplications meaning the freedom and happiness of his lov- 
ing and lovable child. 

Pocahontas (coming to Rolfe). — Did father see the trin- 
ket? 

Roife (confused but happy at seeing her). — Your father 
refused to see anyone or anything. 

He motions as if to kiss the trinket, but considering the 



POCAHONTAS 



41 



presence of high personages he refrains and passes it to Po- 
cahontas. 

Pocahontas. — Please keep it as a souvenir ; and as a talis- 
man for the protection of your people. 

The girl manifests a profound emotion which is felt by all 
present. 

The Minister. — My child, God sent you unto us to be 
saved. 

Pocahontas. — Would Jesus condone and guide a poor sav- 
age? 

The Minister. — The Lord is the Lord of all souls. 

Pocahontas. — I shall be a Christian. 

The Minister. — Hereafter you shall bear the name of Re- 
becca. 

Rolfe (aside). — Why Rebecca? Pocahontas is so beauti- 
fully wild. So wild and so sweet! 

The Minister. — Come, my child, come to offer your first 
prayer in our new church. 

The minister, Pocahontas, Sparks, and Argall go out. 

Dale. — A very sensible girl, eh? 

Rolfe (distractedly). — Very. 

Dale. — Am I mistaken. Master Rolfe? 

Rolfe (hesitatingly) . — Were she not a heathen. 

Dale. — Were she not a heathen? 

Rolfe. — I — I would love her. 

Dale (shaking Rolfe's hand) . — Give free sway to the com- 
mand of your heart, my friend. 

Rolfe. — In contempt of the Church? 

Dale. — The girl is clearly on the road to conversion. And, 
bound in you, is the glorious task of achieving it. 

Rolfe. — A gladsome task. 

Dale. — And a dutj'^some task as well. For your marriage 
would write the first bright leaf upon the great history book 
of America. 

Rolfe.— In what light? 

Dale. — In the light of the friendly intercourse it might 
develop between the two races. In moulding the first link in 
the chain that is to unite the two continents. 

Rolfe. — My insignificance, after all, would prove benefi- 
cent to others. 

Dale. — Every act of every man counts in the summing up 
of human effort. Your modesty. Master Rolfe, is quite out of 
place. Though in modesty lies the unfathomable reservoir of 
greatness. 



42 POCAHONTAS 

Rolfe. — It seems appropriate for my blushing a little 
here. 

Dale. — Damp your blushing and without delay acquaint 
the girl about your heart aspirations. 

Pocahontas, the minister, and Argall return. 

Pocahontas. — A grand, magnificent church. Your Excel- 
lency has built. 

Dale. — I confess my pride in it, but its erection belongs to 
Lord Delaware's idea. 

Pocahontas (horrified). — The monster!! (Stupefaction 
in all present) . 

The Minister. — Had you met Lord Delaware, unfortunate 
child, that ugly word would be far from your thought. 

Dale. — We see now that you were misled by your people. 

Pocahontas. — I believe they misled me. For my people 
conceived an inflexible hate for him, who in 1610 caused the 
departing English to return. 

Dale. — And they inculcated hideous pictures of the Eng- 
lish in you. 

Pocahontas. — I believe they did. Do they keep the young 
girls in ignorance of the truth in your country, like in mine? 

Dale. — It is done to a certain extent. 

Pocahontas. — That should not be. 

The Minister. — Please tell us all about your absence dur- 
ing the last four years. 

Pocahontas. — To begin with : all hope and expectations I 
had formed regarding the English vanished the day the man 
who had inspired them was betrayed — expelled — murdered 1 

The Minister. — Captain Smith is still alive, and — 

Dale stops the speech by putting his hand across the min- 
ister's mouth. 

Pocahontas (in a transport of joy). — Is it true? 

Argall. — No, Smith is dead. 

The minister raises his hands in despair. 

Rolfe. — The controversy will be cleared in due time. 
Kindly proceed. Dispel our gloomy past. 

Pocahontas (after a pause in ivhich her love for Rolfe 
seals her mouth). — Captain Smith being gone, a savage's life 
seemed preferable. Heart throbs could not persuade any 
more sympathy for the men whose cruelties toward him were 
below the level of our own barbaric scope. 

Divine Justice; and here is where I understand your re- 
ligion, though apparently none of you did ; Divine Justice over- 
powered your poor sinning creatures and no sooner had the 
great Captain's sail passed the Virginia capes, bound upon an 



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POCAHONTAS 43 

ill-forced home-going, than starvation outspread its inexorable 
tentacles upon Jamestown ; rapidly filling the graveyard past 
its limited area. The little energy its ravages had spared was 
hardly sufficient to minister to the sick and to bury the dead. 
Then, but, alas ! too late, your f everished glance searched down 
the blue river for a speck of hope from your benefactor, 
now lost upon the invisible ocean, pitifully invoking his re- 
turn. 

Time and again, the same as the needle of your compass 
is attracted by the pole, my soul and body were attracted to- 
wards your people, as if the white race was for me the pole 
of human destiny. But an occult force ever stopped the pulse 
of perseverance, counselling me to wait. Waiting was not in 
vain, since my good fortune today is of being befriended by 
such men as I had dreamed that white men were. 

The Miniter. — And you, my child, you are an angel as I 
dreamed all my life that angels were. 

Dale. — Your soulful picture of our past shortcomings will 
stimulate our energy in benevolency. So that your expecta- 
tions may become realities. 

Pocahontas {timidly). — Would the English adopt me? 

Dale. — With not a soul dissenting. 

Pocahontas (sobbing). — I thank you. I am young and 
unkempt, but I can appreciate your treatment as against a 
father who prefers the keeping of stolen tools to his daugh- 
ter's love. (She sits on the bench crying). 

Dale (confidentially to Rolfe). — We leave this colony's 
fate in your hands. 

Dale links arms with Argall and the minister and exits. 
Rolfe, hesitatingly, comes to sit beside Pocahontas. 

Rolfe. — Dear soul, fairer days are in sight. Why veil 
your eyes with tears? 

Pocahontas. — I cannot reconcile myelf to my father's re- 
buff. 

Rolfe. — A whole nation will seek your happiness in place 
of your father's love. 

Pocahontas (meditatively) . — Sweet words! 

Rolfe. — Besides, something tells me that Powhatan will 
not pass lightly upon his dearest daughter's absence. 

Pocahontas (rising). — You would like to see me go back 
to him? 

Rolfe (rising). — Personally, I wish you would never go 
any farther than where my heart beats. 

Both go sloivly towards the door. 

Pocahontas (aside). — This is no longer the jungle ways. 



44 POCAHONTAS 

She leans against the frame of the door, looking into the 
river. Rolfe leaning on the other side of the door, is other- 
tvise absorbed. 

(Breaking the silence) I love the beautiful James River. 

Rolfe. — It has given me many a delightful sensation, in 
watching it unroll its flowery banks, while sailing up to my 
plantation. 

Pocahontas. — You own a plantation up the James? 

Rolfe. — Yes, on the Varina Hill, overlooking the city of 
Henricus. 

Pocahontas. — ^^So there is your happy home. 

Rolfe. — Happy home! Is there such a thing possible 
without the soul of the home? 

Pocahontas. — You have a soul, haven't you? 

Rolfe. — I believe I have. A dreadfully lonesome one at 
that. But to evolve sunshine it takes the very one I miss. 

Pocahontas (after a pause) . — A wife, then. Why not 
have one? 

Rolfe. — A poor chance to get one in this pack of mere 
men. 

Pocahontas. — They say that a number of English maids 
are coming. 

Rolfe. — Yes, a boatful of maids is on the way here. 

Pocahontas (reflectively) . — Poor little Pocahontas! 

Rolfe (taking her hand). — Poor little Pocahontas! The 
grandest glow in my heart. 

Pocahontas. — Glovv' as the sunshine? 

Rolfe. — As my home sunshine. 

Tender embrace. 

The screen curtain falls and the historical pictures are 
shown. 

SCENE III 

At Jamestotvn in the spring of 1614. A croivd waits in 
front of the church, ivhich stands on the left; within it sounds 
a hymeneal. Trees, bushes, and flowery spring groivths all 
about. The church door opens to let pass the minister. Behind 
him Rolfe and Pocahontas come out. Dale, flanked by the 
ttvo brothers of Pocahontas, comes out next, folloioed by sev- 
eral couples. The crowd throivs floiuers upon the ground. 
Upon reaching the center, the minister turns to face the 6n- 
dal couple; the procession stops. 

The Minister. — This event will be remembered through 
history as a glorious stride toward civilization. A lasting ex- 
ample of the Almighty guidance which in the end shall unite 



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all races into His spirit of brotherly love, Rolf e-Rebecca, may 
the Lord bless your union. Amen. 

The Crowd. — Amen. 

Rolfe {at the Minister's ear). — Of course, you know, I 
have no coin here with me, but as soon a the crop is harvested, 
you shall have forty pounds of my best tobacco. 

The minister nods his assent. The crotvd breaks into mer- 
riment. 

Dale. — Listen to the winged hosts of the forest, singing 
the glad tidings in unison with the human voice. Behold Na- 
ture in festive buds, presaging the birth of a new trend for 
happiness. 

Rolfe (shaking hands with Dale). — My humble thanks 
for Your Excellency's good office. May we expect your visit 
at Varina? 

Dale. — Varina is going to be my Mecca. 

Rolfe (shaking hands with the tivo Indians). — Your 
father is now my father-in-law. Tell him that a renewal of 
his old love for Po'cahontas is heartily desired. 

Pocahontas (kissing her brothers). — Tell father that to 
his relinquishment of violence against the English is the price 
of my love. 

Rolfe and Pocahontas, folloived by the joyous cro2vd, exit 
at the right. 

A laborer. — I would like to go with Master Rolfe. He 
looks a dandy to work for. 

Another laborer. — Oh, pshaw ! They all look dandy when 
getting married. 

Dale holds back the ttuo brothers. 

Dale. — Well, my friends, what do you think of this tribe 
now? 

A brother. — Much pleasant. Father will be pleased. 

Dale. — He should have attended his daughter's wedding. 

The brother. — He thought it undiplomatic. 

Dale (aside). — The old fox (to the brothers): Has he 
given you an answer to my personal demand for his other 
daughter's hand? 

The brother. — Powhatan said : The English got my dear- 
est daughter; one is enough, inasmuch as I have sold my last 
daughter to a big chief for two bushels of Roanoke, 

Dale. — Roanoke? 

T'he brother. — Tobacco, 

Dale. — Two bushels of tobacco for a daughter! Daugh- 
ters are cheaper than songs in this land. 

The croivd's yells are heard, and the bushes comprising the 



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right half melt aivay, uncovering the James River. A sloop, 
"The Pocahontas," passes by, carrying Rolfe and Pocahontas. 
The crowd surges in anew, crying — Godspeed — Fare thee ivell, 
and throws floivers on the sloop. 

The two brothers {in great spirits and rushing here and 
there). — Splendid, splendid. 

The screen curtain falls and the historical pictures are 
shoivn. 

SCENE IV 

In 1616, at Varina, overlooking the City of Henricus, be- 
yond the James River. Japazaivs' ivife, seated upon a stump, 
holds a baby in her lap. Japazaws stands by. 

Japazaivs {addressing the baby). — Master Thomas Rolfe, 
I will show you how one-half of your ancestors used to dance 
when on the warpath against your other ancestral half. {After 
a frenzied dancing) . I see. That makes you cry. It is your 
gentler half that cries. I have a medicine to flush you up. 
{He takes the baby in his arms, and after having executed a 
graceful loaltz) — What, smiling again! A cutey, cutey, little 
smile, too. I knew your preference. 

But the reason why you saw the world through a copper 
kettle deal, a better philosopher than I will have to tell you 
some day. 

The tvife. — Kettle talk, bad talk for baby. 

Japazaws. — Right, governor {waltzing anew). Oh, joy! 
Is not it a breezy charm getting civilized ? 

Enter Pocahontas, clad in a red cloak over a white skirt, 
and Rolfe bringing a handfid of tobacco leaves. 

Pocahontas {taking hold of the baby). — What has Master 
Thomas been doing? 

Japazaws. — He did not do any doings; except frowning 
at our Indian sportive arts. 

Rolfe. — We will rear him up to grow with the sentiment 
of frowning at nobody — evil-doers excepted. 

The tvife. — Baby has Indian eyes. 

Pocahontas {proudly) . — And a white man's forehead. 

Rolfe {laughing). — Both characteristics of a heap big 
chief. 

During the preceding Japazaivs steals a pipeful of to- 
bacco from Rolfe's hand, and now he lights his pipe. 

Japazaws. — De-light-ful 

Rolfe. — A pilferer's delight, eh ? I may well forgive you. 
I owe you that much and a great deal more. {He kisses the 
baby). 



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ing the city of Henricus! the prettiest child of your ingen- 
uity. 

Dale. — Yes, Nature smiles, while the London Company 
sneers. To think that I may never see again this promised 
land! 

Pocahontas. — Can't the London Company appreciate the 
worthiness of a man? {Sorroivfully) Marshal Dale into John 
Smith's coffin! 

Dale {rising) . — My friends, I must reach the City of Hen- 
ricus before dusk. We will sail next week. 

After shaking hands, Dale and all except Rolfe and Po- 
cahontas exit. 

Pocahontas (to her brother). — My love to father. 

Rolfe sits upon the stump, facing the sunset. Pocahontas 
picks up the baby, now asleep on the grass, and lays him on 
Rolfe's lap, herself kneeling beside him. 

Rolfe. — And so destiny flows. 

Pocahontas {sorroivfully) . — I am fearful at leaving our 
peaceful home ! 

Rolfe comforts her ivith a kiss and 

The curtain falls. 

SCENE V 

In London, the main entrance of the King's palace; sol- 
diers on guard; Namontack. 

A soldier (to Namontack). — You saw the King once, did 
you? 

Namontack. — Yes, but it is the Queen I want to see now. 

The soldier. — Don't be ridiculous. Go back to Virginia. 

Enter Pocahontas, dressed in black, holding her baby, and 
Smith in the uniform of an Admiral. 

Smith. — Namontack ! 

Namontack. — Captain Smith ! 

Pocahontas. — No longer Captain Smith ; Admiral of New 
England, please. 

Smith. — Are you in London for notching purposes again? 

Namontack. — I came to see the King, the Queen, the 
Princes, and Capt. — Admiral Smith. 

Smith. — Well, here I am, for that part of your quest. 

Namontack. — Glad to see you alive after having been 
dead so long in Virginia. 

Smith. — Dead ? 

Enter Lady Delaivare with two ladies in waiting. 

Lady Delaiuare. — Admiral, and Princess Pocahontas, I 
thank you both for your punctuality. Her Majesty will be 



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pleased at seeing you at the appointed time. 

Smith {he and Pocahontas boiimig) . — Your humble serv- 
ant. 

Lady Delaivare. — Excuse my curiosity (to Namontack) : 
Your presence here, my brave, gives me the pleasure of my 
first meeting with an Indian. Can I be of service to you? 

Namontack (troubled).- — I want to see God — Queen — 
Princes — and — 

Lady Delaivare. — Calm yourself, my brave, explain your 
desires to me. 

Lady Delaivare and Namontack mutter a private conver- 
sation, frequently punctuated by Namontack's exclamations of 
King, God, Queen, Princes, while Smith and Pocahontas re- 
spectfidly draw aside, talking aloud. 

Smith. — Did they say in Virginia that I was dead ? 

Pocahontas. — Yes, I was kept in that belief. 

Smith. — And you never suspected their veracity? 

Pocahontas. — Well, father, how could I have had the right 
information? 

Smith. — Please, Princess, my humble descent forbids me 
accepting being called father by Your Highness. 

Pocahontas. — " You called Powhatan father, being in his 
land a stranger, and for the same reason his daughter will 
call you father ; and you shall call me child : so that I may bet- 
ter feel for ever and ever being your countrywoman." 

Lady Delaivare (parting with Namontack) . — Sorry I can- 
not introduce you to the Queen today. 

She signifies to Smith to come along. 

A sergeant. — Present arms. 

Lady Delaware, her maids, Pocahontas, and lastly Smith 
go out through the castle door, between lines of soldiers. 

Namontack (retaining Smith by the lower end of his 
sword). — "You gave Powhatan a white dog which he fed as 
himself ; but your King gave me nothing ; and I am better than 
your white dog." 

Smith goes in, the soldiers laugh, Namontack gesticulates 
and the lights go off. 

SCENE VI 

The palace entrance goes up disclosing the parlor of the 
Queen of England, which has two large windows at the bot- 
tom; a door on each side; a table on the right at which the 
Queen sits, fondling a child; a few courtiers. 

The Queen. — I dreamt last night that all children were 



POCAHONTAS 51 

equal. In accordance with the words of Jesus : Let the little 
children come unto me. 

A courtier. — The maxim does not imply that mere urchins 
from the rabble are equal to blue-blooded angels. 

The Queen (7- ising) .-—Your contention is sorely wrong. 
The Lord means — all the children. 

The courtier. — Children susceptible of enlightenment, I 
beg to interpret it. 

The Queen. — All children are susceptible of enlighten- 
ment of some sort. 

A Lady. — Were motherly love itself susceptible of en- 
lightenment. 

The courtier. — An exclusive gift of the race. 

The Queen (to the lady). — Developing the natural gifts 
of children results, in the end, in enlightened motherly love. 
(To the courtier) : Caste's wisdom goes as it comes. 

A chamberlain (entering). — Lady Delaware awaits your 
gracious Majesty's pleasure. 

The Queen. — Lady Delaware is welcome. 

The chamberlain shoius her in. 

Lady Delaware (boiuing) . — I came to ask a moment of 
your gracious Majesty's leisure in regard to Princess Poca- 
hontas. 

The Queen. — I am proud of your solicitude in the affairs 
of Virginia. 

Lady Delaivare. — It is a sacred duty for me to devote my 
life to the welfare of Virginia, in furtherance of which his 
Lordship, my husband, died. 

The Queen. — Praiseworthy of you, Lady Delaware. And, 
please, allay my impatience to meet Pocahontas. 

Lady Delaioare (timidly). — Pocahontas desired the pres- 
ence of Admiral Smith ; also her baby, she would cry to part 
with. 

The Queen (exulting). — Good! Bring the trio in. 

Lady Delaivare goes to the left door and directly intro- 
duces Pocahontas. Smith comes in, but remains near the 
door, head bowed low. 

Lady Delaware. — The Princess Pocahontas, 

The Queen. — Welcome to you, my child (she shakes her 
hand) . 

Pocahontas (intimidated). — Your gracious Majesty. 

The Queen. — Your presence brings to my court a grace- 
ful flavor from my treasured Virginia. 

Pocahontas. — The Indians will surely appreciate, as my- 
self, the gracious interest you profess in them. 



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Pocahontas moves as if to pass the baby, but the Queen 
evades her motion. Lady Delaware, noticing the Queen's dis- 
pleasure, snatches the baby from her mother and gives him to 
a lady, who goes to sit at the left corner. 

The courtier (aside). — Let come unto me — all the little 
children ! 

Pocahontas dumbfoundedly glances at Smith; the latter 
crosses his mouth with his fingers. She understands him and 
regains herself. A servant bikings in a collation. 

The Queen. — Our dear Princess Rebecca. 

Pocahontas. — A scion of the wild. 

The Queen (gently pushing Pocahontas towards the ta- 
ble). — Kindly partake of your Queen's bread. 

Pocahontas is seated facing to the right; Lady Delaware 
and courtiers sit around the table and entertain her. The 
Queen sits beside her, but, remembering Smith, she rises again 
and goes to him. 

The Queen. — My dear Admiral of New England. 

Smith (bowing). — The humble servant of your most gra- 
cious Majesty. 

The Queen. — I believe America is a very bad clime for the 
Right Divine. The idea of a Princess marrying a John Rolf e ! 
And, as a sequel, (pointing toiuards the baby), a little tot — 
half royal blood, half common clay — upon the threshold of a 
throne ! 

Smith. — I presume that the Americans of tomorrow will 
see that no happenings of the kind ever blemish their pros- 
pects. 

The Queen (offended) . — I do not quite understand. 

Smith. — The power is not inherited by the progeny of In- 
dian kings. 

The Queen. — Who succeeds to the King, then ? 

Smith. — The King's brother does. 

The Queen. — And if he has no brother? 

Smith. — The son of his sister, in that circumstance, would 
rule. 

The Queen. — And if the King's sister had no son, or even 
if no sister existed? 

Smith. — Some ambitious warrior undoubtedly would im- 
pose himself on the tribe by violence. In that respect, the In- 
dian custom greatly resembles the beginning of a good many 
European dynasties. 

The Queen (offended) . — Not ours ! 

Smith (bowing). — Lord, no! Not your blessed and most 
righteous dynasty. 



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The Queen {after a pause). — I want to hear from your 
lips all about Pocahontas. 

Smith, — That soulful young mother, unkempt in appear- 
ance, has had many a golden turn to her credit. 

She fervently embraced the teachings of the Savior, and 
at His image became herself the savior of the first English set- 
tler in America. She would run across swamps and dense for- 
ests, unmindful of the bewildering frost or the sultry heat, to 
bring food and a comforting smile to the starving adventur- 
ers. 

Her vigilant heart, always alert, would uncover the crafty 
designs of the savages, her brethren ; cunningly planning the 
massacre of your subjects. Often risking her own life at the 
hands of her terrible father. Emperor Powhatan. Just for the 
love of seeing the colony safe from his treacherous attacks. 
Her candid warnings were always timely and never deceptive. 

Pocahontas was the lone star of hope gleaming in our 
endless night of perils. 

The Queen, deeply moved, goes to Pocahontas. She ten- 
derly draws her head back and kisses her foreheal. Pocahon- 
tas, surprisd, rises and receives kisses on both cheeks. 

The Queen. — Angelic child! The world's love alone can 
repay your generous deeds. 

Pocahontas. — Generous deeds ? 

The Queen. — Yes, the succor you so kindly gave to my dis- 
tressed subjects in your native land. 

Pocahontas. — Oh! it merely was a pastime. Greatly re- 
warded was I in the delightful adventures it procured me. 

The Queen. — Womankind should listen to your modesty. 

A servant brings in a few articles of jewelry. 

(Offering them to Pocahontas) . — Just a token of friend- 
liness from England to America (placing a bracelet around her 
wrist) . I hope you will wear it to the end of a long life. 

Pocahontas. — I certainly will wear it as long as I live. 
And, through it, the savages will gain a respectful regard for 
their queen. 

The Queen. — I wish it to counsel them obedience to the 
Crown. 

Pocahontas. — I will also counsel the sweet culture of hu- 
mane endeavors. 

She and the courtiers examine the jewels while the Queen 
draivs Smith aside anew. 

The Queen. — I want from my dear Admiral a little ex- 
planation. 

Smith. — I am glad of the opportunity to speak my mind. 



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The Queen. — According to your story Pocahontas saved 
my subjects from utter starvation, while you were in Virginia. 
But, no sooner than you had left, the now historic starving- 
time broke in and carried four-fifths of the settlers to the 
grave. Pocahontas, however, did not extend a finger to their 
relief. Indeed, she had vanished with the suddenness of a 
ghost. Why did she cease her providential errands? 

Smith {puzzled). — Well, I — {speech fails him). 

The Queen. — A number of high personages, in my court, 
believe that you bewitched the girl. Tell me. Admiral, are you 
a sorcerer? 

Smith. — The men I left there did not need witches to at- 
tract evil spirits. 

Pocahontas {ingenuously leaps into Smith's arms). — My 
valiant friend John Smith a sorcerer ! I thought England had 
discarded all her superstitious persons into Virginia. 

The Queen {kissing her). — I believe in those serene eyes 
of yours. {Shaking Smith's hands) My dear Admiral, you 
have a right to complain about the cruel era we live in. 

A courtier. — The South Sea was never discovered ! Gold 
still remains undisturbed in Virginia's bosom ! The fountain 
of youth keeps on rejuvenating the heathen! And — 

The Queen. — And folly still pervades my court. {To Po- 
cahontas) : I will keep your charming remembrance always 
close to my heart. 

The baby is handed to Pocahontas. Again she presents 
him to the Queen; but the latter folloived by the ladies, goes 
out by the right. Smith and courtiers, boiving, go by the left. 
Pocahontas, with the baby, stands in the center. 

{Upon the threshold) . — Fare thee well, my child. 

Pocahontas {speechlessly ivatches the Queen disappear, 
then slowly goes to the left door and kissing the baby). — I will 
love you the more, darling. 

A servant remains alone fixing things a little. He blows 
three times in succession at the lamp upon the table; but each 
time the light grows stronger in the room. 

The servant {after the third time). — This lamp seems like 
certain ladies; it grows heartstrong when the soft spell is 
wanted. {He blows once more, and the lights go off) . 

The screen curtain falls and the historical pictures are 
shown. 

SCENE 7 

A view of Gravesend harbor, England. Ships, among 
tuhich '"The George" is conspicuous. Stormy clouds; people 



POCAHONTAS 55 

pass to and fro; Argall speaks to mariners. 

Argall. — Yes, my boys, the day I made her prisoner, 
streams of tears trickled down the poor thing's cheeks. But 
I had to do it. And judging by the results, it was the best job 
I have done in my life. People think a mariner of my exploits 
has had his sensitive cords hardened to a marble decadency. 
No doubt, chasing pirates and breasting storms are not sweet 
food for the heart. Dangers, however, develop compassionate 
feelings. And right now while waiting for Pocahontas to em- 
bark upon the good ship "The George," my fighting thought 
runs all the way across the Atlantic in defiance of anything 
that chance may raise to bar my delivering her safely upon her 
native shores. Then, but then only, her sobs of our first meet- 
ing shall cease ringing in my breast. 

A mariner. — Gravesend harbor has a pretty tough echo to 
such feelings. Captain Argall. 

Argall. — You are mistaken. Old sea lions will tell — 

Smith, Rolfe, Pocahontas with the baby, enter from the 
right. 

Pocahontas (horrified). — Is my jailer to be in command 
of the ship? 

Smith. — Why, yes. I thought he personified Cupid in 
your memory. 

Pocahontas {dejectedly). — Perhaps he should. 

Argall. — Ladies and gentlemen, the good ship is ready 
to sail for America. 

Rolfe. — Plenty wine in it? 

Argall. — Plenty of everything. 

Rolfe {shaking Smith's hand). — I hope we may meet 
again. Admiral. 

Smith. — Wish I could go along with you. 

Pocahontas. — The ocean is a mere hyphen between real 
friends, anyhow ; and which the grave alone can erase. 

Smith. — Even beyond the grave — into eternity ! 

Pocahontas {her voice gradually weakening) . — Different 
from our first parting in Jamestown, this time, after the good 
things the English have put in my mind. {After a painful 
pause) Only one marring instance {kissing her baby). Poor 
Thomas! {hollow voice) Lord! 

She falls into Rolfe's arms. Smith catches the baby and 
passes him to a woman. 

Rolfe. — Darling! {He helps her to lie on the ground). 
Smith {to a mariner). — Run for a doctor! 
The mariner runs out. 



56 POCAHONTAS 

Rolfe {holding her head upon his knee). — Speak to me! 
Pocahontas, dear! 

Her lips remain sealed. Rolfe divests his coat for a pil- 
low. The luoman brings the baby to him. 

(Pressing the baby to Pocahontas' face). — Thomas wants 
a kiss from mother? 

Pocahontas (slowly). — God! help my boy. 

Rolfe. — You will pull through, be brave, my Pocahontas. 

Pocahontas. — Pocahontas is dying. 

Rolfe. — No! No, my love! 

Pocahontas. — Love Thomas for me. I die (clear voice) in 
Jesus ! 

She rests lifeless — Rolfe kisses her and feels her heart. 

Rolfe. — Her great heart has stopped beating on this earth ! 

Lights gradually grow darker. Lightenings in the clouds. 
The tvomen kneel, the men uncover their heads. A greenish 
spotlight on Pocahontas succeeds the lights. Rolfe kisses the 
baby and passes him into a man's hands, outstretched across 
her body. 

The man carries the baby out at the left. Before disap- 
pearing he turns him as if to give him a last glance at his 
mother. A golden light spots the baby. 

The screen curtain falls and the last picture is shown. 



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APOTHEOSIS 



Jamestown of today. In the center stands Pocahontas' 
monument, wrapped in Old Glory. A crotvd of all classes of 
people of the present time paces around. 

Suddenly a voice announces — Columbia. 

The men take off their hats and all botv. Columbia comes 
in from the farther end of the right, and advances to th^ 
monument. 

Columbia. — My children, we are assembled here in James- 
town today to celebrate the Tercentenary of the landing of the 
first English settlers in America. 

On this very spot, so justly named "The Cradle of the Re- 
public," the fame of two great figures, amongst a galaxy of 
brave adventurers, established itself in our remembrance. John 
Smith and Pocahontas here jointly fought humanity's battles 
to set the light of love aglow in a world of wretchedness. So 
that you and your descendants might benefit from their labors. 

A moment ago we unveiled John Smith's statue, which will 
stand here as the sentinel of civilization. 

She extends her arm towards Smith's monument, and the 
croivd gazes in that direction. 

(After a pause) Now we shall dedicate a memorial to his 
tender co-worker — Pocahontas. Unpretentious in appearance, 
this monument symbolizes the simplicity of the heart which 
directed Uncle Sam's godmother in ministering to "The Cradle 
of the Republic." 

The frail cradle could not have had a more appropriate 
servant than she — the angel-forerunner of freedom. 

As the daughter of a powerful King, she cheerfully laid 
aside her royal prerogatives to become the wife of a mere ad- 
venturer. Thereupon setting the example which gave birth to 
this — "The Country of the Free." 

The lights turn green, and while she unveils the monu- 
ment — 

Pocahontas ! Pride of womanhood ! On thy memory may 
the sun shine forever ! 

A golden spotlight encircles the monument. Columbia 
presses Old Glory upon her breast, and stai'ts singing The Star 
Spangled Banner, ivhich the crowd takes up, while the curtain 
— an American flag covering its entire surface — falls slowly. 

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